My boy left yesterday and it will be two years before I'll see him.
No, I wouldn't choose winter for Kade to leave. Think of all he'll miss: building snow forts, decorating the Christmas tree, hanging lights, sledding down hills, late nights reading books under a cozy blanket, family dinners, Sage's birthday, Steve's birthday, my birthday. And what about Kade's birthday? No--I wouldn't choose Winter.
No, I wouldn't choose spring for Kade to leave. Think of all he'll miss: Easter Egg hunts, planting flowers, flying kites, watching our trees blossom, cleaning up the yard, birds hatching in the nest in our big tree, Brecken's birthday, Lagoon trip on Memorial Day, putting flowers on graves at the cemetery. No--I wouldn't choose Spring.
No, I wouldn't choose summer for Kade to leave. Think of all he'll miss: Our annual Lake Powell trip, lifeguarding at the pool, gazing at the stars, Stadium of Fire on the 4th of July, trampoline marathons, backyard campouts, bon fires. No--I wouldn't choose Summer.
No, I wouldn't choose fall for Kade to leave. Think of all he'll miss: the first football game of the season, carving pumpkins, hay rides, corn mazes, shopping for back to school clothes, dodgeball games, blockbuster movie on Thanksgiving, Collin's birthday. No--I wouldn't choose Fall.
Kade did leave us on a cold, smoggy winter day--January 20, 2010.

I thought I'd be an absolute wreck and would spend the next few weeks crying. I'm surprised at the peace and joy I feel. Yes--he's missing out on all the fun winter activities we will be having. But--he's spreading his wings and flying and there's nowhere I'd rather him be. I'm sure you all can relate when your children go off to school or away in the military or on a mission.
This past week I panicked. I was ironing all his white shirts when I had this weird thought . . .

Yikes--have I really taught my boy how to iron? So--quick lesson at the ironing board. (He did pretty good!)

Next it was doing everything we could as a family before he left. (The cute blond in front of Kade is our neighbor, Taylor, who has been a great "friend" to Kade.)

These were the last photos I took of my boy.

There were two missionaries waiting for Kade as we entered the missionary training center. We took his luggage out of the car, hugged him one last time and said goodbye.

He turned for one last look. And then he was gone . . .

Be strong and brave and cheerful, my boy. God be with you 'til we meet again--in the winter of 2012.
Just had to tell you about a big miracle. Saturday night Kade backed into Collin's date's car (the Preference dance I wrote about in my last post) while taking Taylor home (did I mention she only lives two doors down--it was too cold to walk!). I felt horrible and was sure it was at least $1,000.00 of damage. I called her mother the next day and she called back a few days later with amazing news. The dent was the size of a large grapefruit and was there when she went into church on Sunday. When she walked out of church a few hours later, the cold air had forced the dent out and the car looked perfect. Can you believe it!!! Wow! I've never heard of this before!
And--one more thing. Happy birthday to this sweet girl today. Sage is nine!

Thanks for all your love and support. I've felt so blessed to have your prayers on my behalf.
Sincerely,
Lisa